I was touched. You came all the way to Miami for me. And I was without words.
You wanted to talk. But I still wasn't ready and he looked at me. For a split second, I thought I was safe there again.
And you were gone. So I chased you. The man said he didn't know you. Though, he tried to sell me his wares. But there you went out of the corner of my eye and I followed.
We put on our halos before floating down the white, silken tunnel, to meet the small girl whose mother couldn't fit inside with us.
And I never even said your name.
You came to speak. No words were spoken.

10/7
Trick

This time, it was he who came. Came to me, all this way. And nothing else mattered. I was so angry for that first split second before the tears came rushing down and his arms came flying up. Holidng him, so small, just how I remembered before. And I do miss him. The relief was wordless.

11/4
And we were running. There was some way to hide you, if I could just find it. So many nooks and cranies and stairwells. They were after us, but somehow hiding you was all that mattered. Somehow, someway, somewhere. It had to be done.

Note of 11/28:
My dreams have been varied and numerous of late. Too many to write them all down. Too strange to want to. Alot of reoccuring themes. Not alot of the usual suspects, though they haunt my waking thoughts.

3/14/05
Gone to the Movies

We waited in line, the usual suspects before she was ever a thought, but we were all far too early. We waited. And I waited for you to make the motion. I sat by the girl who started it all, though she seemed to remember all the downfalls that I didn't. I saved you a seat as waiting became dining. Everyone gathered around, you made your choice, and I still longed for mine.
The girl who took your chair got sick in your general direction.
Good for her. I'm sick of being sick for you, too.

3/28
Surprisingly Memorable

I held tight. It seemed so long since I'd seen you. 'Two days,' you said, glancing at your watch. I knew you'd want to get back to your friends and your lunch. One kiss on the cheek and I woke up.

4/22
The line

It was a dream of lines. The lines on an English exam. The cafeteria line. The line at the playground. The line between friends... and enemies.

7/26
Numbers

A call for such a strange request. I was so upset at first, but when I look back, I know what you meant. How amazing, the symbolism within a phone number remembered.